The Fall of a Kingdom!

The Fall of a Kingdom

There was once a time,

When I was king,

And the world was mine.

The twangs of bows and arrows,

Made disappear,

All my sorrows.

I lived and unhesitatingly lied,

To win over the people,

Whose hearts were mystified.

I was revered by the very Nature and Earth,

The wood from its best trees,

warmed during winter,

My chaste hearth.

My court was large and titanic,

With learned people from far and wide,

It appeared beautiful and majestic.

Songs of my courage and valour were sung,

By minstrels and bards,

And the village children carrying dung.

Mighty I was, also proud and vain,

Was looked up to by my peers,

With respect and hidden disdain.

Thus I ruled for a few years,

But,for an incident,

Which turned around my fears.

My castle was set on fire,

By enemies, and foes,

Who immediately bore the crucible of my ire.

However,I came back home only to find,

My dear ones burnt,

To ashes,to ashes,

Me,left alone physically and in mind.

By overbearing grief,I was overtaken,

My jesters and ministers,

At this worried and shaken,

My kingdom cried at my plight,

But their suffering was by no means like mine,

It was,as though,my soul

To the Devil,had taken flight.

On that very day,I lost all aggression,

In front of an empire,I swore,

Never to touch another weapon.

In a few days I had aged,

So many decades,I feared,

I would die in this misery, completely caged.

I watched everything disinterested,

While my kingdom fell,

To mutiny and invasion,

That was the chance for which some had waited,

Me?What would I do caught in this wild dream?

Everything was a haze,

Besides watching my family scream.

I was simply good for nothing,

I wondered,after all,

was life worth living?

I went to my room,

On the day my enemies charged the citadel,In full battle ware,

Looked at myself in the mirror,

Drew out my gleaming sword,which,

For others had always spelt doom,

Passed it right through my heart,

Which was to say completely bare.

There was once a time,

When I was king,

And the world was mine!

-Shubham Chattopadhyay